October 8, 2020:

Bath bombs. She'd have loved the things.

I wonder quite pointlessly how we might be different if she were alive. In fantasy my post-therapy communication skills plus karmic debts paid lead to the adult relationship, the rapprochement, I very much wanted.

There is though no reason to imagine it's what she wanted. Indeed all evidence to the contrary.

Extrapolating: she'd be virulently racist, attending MAGA rallies, shouting "Build the wall!", dying miserably of Covid after refusing to be vaccinated. So that exiting as she did is a blessing beyond merely avoiding emphysema.

I do think that if I'd ever bought her bath bombs she'd have been pleased with them.